Raven's Challenge 56

Today's Link
The Westra World

Today's Saying
Be obscure clearly. ~E.B. White

Today's Picture
Sister Chris-Top-Sister Dawn -Bottom

It is Saturday and time to play with words supplied by Raven's Wordzzle

This Week's Ten Word Challenge will be: partition, imagination, salvation, mirror image, green power, highway, roasting marshmallows, serial killer, autograph, cartography
Mini Challenge: cell phone, Big Mac, panther, legendary, poets corner

The Mega Challenge in the Ongoing Adventure of Agent 012

Agent 012 clutched at his side where the red spot was getting larger and discovered that it was neither red ink or blood but the strawberries he had put in his pocket to munch on. A piece of the printing press had crashed into his side and those strawberries were his salvation, red power instead of green power. Relieved that he wasn’t bleeding to death Agent 012 looked around and saw that small fires were burning after the explosion and some of the employees were roasting marshmallows over them. He considered this to be evil behavior, not as evil as a legendary serial killer, but evil nevertheless and he made a note of it.
The explosion had destroyed a partition wall and Agent 012 looked through to see his mirror image on the mirror wall in the next room. After noticing that his hair badly needed to be combed he began to wonder what a room with a mirrored wall was doing in a think tank like this. He knew it wasn’t used for cartography or any practical purpose. In his wildest imagination he couldn’t think of a reason for such a room so he asked.
He was told the room was called the poets corner and that every wall in the room was mirrored. It was the room where the greatest minds went to reflect on the latest theories. Agent 012 couldn’t see how that would help but he thought it was better to reflect there rather than when one was driving down the highway, eating a Big Mac and talking on a cell phone.That could get you killed.
Going back to where the printing press had been Agent 012 decided that the pieces of the bomb mechanism that were left were like the autograph of the man called the Panther. The Agency knew he had worked for Mute before. If it was the Panther they were in real trouble because a second explosion always followed the first.
Just then the building began to shake.
Agent 012 was not having a great day.

The Ten Word Challenge

I have always had this interest in cartography and now it has become my vocation. Because of my fantastic imagination I am the inventor of the green power map. On my map all highways are in red because they are the serial killers of the atmosphere. I have placed partitions in some areas and colored them light pink indicating that a lot of coal and wood are still being burned there. They even have roaring fires and roasting marshmallows. When will they ever learn?
Other areas are partitioned off and colored light green That’s where salvation is coming in the form of lower c02 emissions. By some strange coincidence the green and pink areas are often mirror images of each other.
To be sure that nobody steals my map ideas they are copyrighted and carry my autograph.
The only problem I have left is how to handle those C02 spewing volcanoes. I suppose I could just put them on the map as big red spots.

The Mini Challenge- Reading Quivel

Neal was sitting drinking a diet cola and eating a Big Mac when his cell phone rang. It was Sussie calling to remind him that he had a half hour before he was slated to read at the Poets Corner. He was reading selections from Quivels for the Multitudes by Dr. John, the legendary quivel writer. He had picked out eight quivels he wanted to read and he knew that the audience would demand that he read the greatest quivel ever “ The Panther that ate Quilly’s Words”..There was a time he wouldn’t have been caught dead reading such drivel but after the great depression the level of sophistication went down so fast that quivels are now what people want to hear. O for the good old days when a poet was a poet.

The Mega Challenge in one Sentence

No matter how you partition the Poets Corner Building there would be no salvation from the legendary Green Power Serial Killer who, and it takes no imagination to see it, is the mirror image of the old Highway Panther complete with roasting marshmallows, cartography, cell phone, and his autograph carved into a Big Mac.

News from Pigeon Falls

The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal
It is Saturday and time to look back over the week in Pigeon Falls.
Monday-Poor George, even though he had a queachy stomach had to sit and listen to the Methodist women Jibber Jabber about the legendary pasty maker Pricila Pemberthathy who by herself made one hundred pasties in a day. They were all waiting for the purple pasties being made for St. Urho’s Day to cook. A big sign in the area said “Welcome to the Poets Corner” but he doubted these ladies ever read poems . They were cooks. That’s when the conversation took a new turn and went from history to gossip. Somebody pointed out that Mrs. Trasillo who used to cook with them had become a real bacchante but at least she wasn’t a serial killer. For some reason they thought this was funny. George who wanted nothing more than to be out on the highway but had to wait to give his wife a ride home wondered when the church stopped talking about salvation and began roasting people instead of roasting marshmallows.
Tuesday-Felicia Maki, the town’s green power person, went to the town council meeting to ask that the town partition sections on each end of town where no internal combustion engines could be used. The two areas would be mirror images of each other and she had her cousin who was an expert in cartography draw a map to show them just how it would look. The Council unanimously turned her down and she accused them of having no imagination and being closet Republicans. This ticked Eino off who told her he was a closet nothing but a full fledged card carrying Republican and he pulled out his card and pointed to the bottom of it saying “and that is my autograph, signed by my own hand”.
Wednesday– Richard Mattson who was sitting on his front porch talking on his cell phone at the time swears he saw a black panther walking down the road. One has to hope he was wrong as Pigeon Falls has enough problems at the moment.
Friday– When Eino was at the museum he found a Big Mac wrapper on the floor next to the white rabbit. The lady in charge swears the place was cleaned before she went home. So Eino, on a hunch, sent the wrapper to Homeland Security to see if there are any fingerprints on it.
Tommy UK and Tammy when talked to after school both denied being in the building late and night and both deny ever carrying the white rabbit.

Wrap UP

Of course the dragons will be busy today you can see them HERE. I visited all the wordzzles that were up and I visited all the blogs that left comments yesterday. We are possibly going to visit my son today and I'm not sure when I'll be back. The dragons can't get to my computer while I am gone. WE did go and visit Peter and I had a great time with my grandson Luke. He taught me some things on the computer. I read the blogs added since I was gone to the wordzzle group. I understand the dragons have picked one of the eighteen for the dragon award . You can find out who won by going here.
Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA

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